Well at least that is what I was called today. Let me start at the beginning. I was driving along in town and there was this girl looked liked she was barely in her twenties walking down the road. She appeared to be in pain and having a hard time walking. So I stopped. She came to the car and I asked if she was ok. She said no she needed a ride to a friends house. So she got in. I asked her what happened. She said abuse, her boyfriend. I dropped her off and left her my phone number in case she needed anything. I went about my business when she called again and asked if I could take her somewhere else. So I did. I told her we needed to go to the sheriffs office and file a report. She agreed. When we got there things seemed a bit off when we asked to file a report. Pretty soon one of the officers came out and informed her that she needed to stay put because an OPC was issued. It’s and order for medical examination for the mental stability of someone. She said she had just been to the hospital and checked out no issues. Well either way she was police escorted back to be evaluated. The officer who was helping us is the one who called me a Good Samaritan. I don’t consider myself that really. I was just giving a ride to someone in need. Long story short she was released from the hospital and called me to take her to yet another friend. I left her there feeling good about the woman and the situation. I’m sure there is more to the story. Always is. But without judgement I wanted her to know people care and it’s not ok to be abused. For now the story is over but I have a feeling this won’t be the end of it. I’ll keep y’all posted.